Chapter 576: Chapter 569: The Pretentious Jia Yi
"Haha, nowadays so many con artists posing as Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners?? Interesting."
Suddenly, a young man with an arrogant expression pushed through the crowd, looking playfully at Ye Tian and Xiao Cao, his gaze filled with strong contempt and disdain.
"Are you a Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner too?!" Cao Ping pointed at the arrogant young man and asked angrily, "You three, stop the trouble, get out, go go go!"
As he spoke, he took a step forward, shaking his arms, and tried to push Ye Tian and the other two out of the medical office.
"I am Jia Yi, the grandson of Jia Yu from a Traditional Chinese Medicine family, now a resident doctor at Capital City Tongren Hall."
The arrogant young man named Jia Yi showed no fear, pushed Cao Ping away with one hand, and patted his collar.
"I don’t care if you’re Jia Yi or Jia Baoyu, get out!"
Cao Ping’s temper flared, especially due to Jia Yi’s high-and-mighty, disdainful tone, which made him furious.
"Cao Ping, stop immediately and apologize to Young Master Jia."
Wei Li thought for a moment, shuddered, and then loudly shouted, respectfully approaching Jia Yi:
"So it’s Mr. Jia’s grandson, I, Wei Li, have long admired you. Now Mr. Wei Fan is saved."
"Alright, the ignorant are not at fault." Jia Yi first glanced dismissively at Cao Ping, then looked disdainfully at Ye Tian and Xiao Cao, striding forward, "After all, not everyone deserves to know my name."
Jia Yi stepped forward, slightly checked Wei Fan’s pulse, and said flatly: "Such a simple illness, yet you can’t even diagnose it, haha."
Jia Yi’s tone was full of mockery, as if the doctors present were all useless and incomparable to him.
"With such arrogance, then tell us, what is the illness?"
Cao Ping’s face was very unpleasant, feeling outdone by a young Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor; it was unbearable.
Jia Yi chuckled, took out a needle case from his bosom, and said flatly: "He just ate something he shouldn’t have, combined with it being his first time in Huaxia, resulting in qi stagnation and acclimation issues."
"You use a stethoscope, might as well see a ghost. But you’re right, a simple acupuncture treatment can fix it."
After saying this, he glanced at Ye Tian as if praising him, but in reality, it was to showcase his own medical expertise; he inwardly looked down on Ye Tian.
"Look, look, Mr. Wei Fan’s complexion is really improving!!!"
Many doctors were closely watching Wei Fan, somewhat surprised, not expecting this young Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner to be so capable.
Cao Ping’s face turned pale, and he quietly asked Wei Li: "Master Wei, who exactly is this Jia Yi?"
Ye Tian looked at the arrogant Jia Yi indifferently, certain that this person’s needle technique was too ordinary and couldn’t possibly save Wei Fan.
Wei Li was full of admiration and said loudly: "Mr. Jia Yu from Capital City Tongren Hall is a towering figure in Huaxia’s Traditional Chinese Medicine community."
"And this young man is his grandson, Jia Yi, who has received Mr. Jia’s true teachings, very remarkable."
"Whew~~ Mr. Jia, I’m terribly sorry, I didn’t recognize Mount Tai."
Several doctors, including Cao Ping, remembered seeing news reports about this person, and immediately apologized earnestly.
Jia Yi said nothing, continuing to administer the needles, the slight curve at the corners of his mouth revealing his arrogant nature.
"You two, leave! We don’t need you here!!!"
Wei Li frowned, waved his hand, and directly issued an eviction order to Ye Tian and Xiao Cao.
Ye Tian didn’t care; he was here to help the shy Xiao Cao.
He noticed this young Traditional Chinese Medicine girl had such a pure mind; despite Jia Yi’s heavy sarcasm, she was still intently observing Jia Yi’s needle technique.
So eager to learn, Ye Tian suddenly felt a bit fond of her talent; it might not be a bad idea to introduce Xiao Cao to Yun Zhongxian, that old man still without a successor.
"No need, since they are all students of Traditional Chinese Medicine, let them observe and learn."
Jia Yi turned to stop Wei Li’s actions, speaking to Ye Tian and Xiao Cao with the tone of an elder to juniors.
Wei Fan’s complexion gradually became rosy, and his breathing began to strengthen, but his eyes remained closed and he never woke up, puzzling Jia Yi.
"Does he need several more acupuncture sessions?"
Jia Yi opened the needle case again, took out the silver needles, took a breath, and then inserted them into several crucial points on Wei Fan’s head.
His movements were extremely fast; in a moment, he had inserted seven or eight silver needles, all accurately striking key points on Wei Fan’s head with appropriate depth, showing the demeanor of a national doctor.
"This... is this the Returning God Needle Technique?" Xiao Cao’s white teeth showed slightly, revealing a bit of surprise.
Hearing someone name his needle technique, Jia Yi was a little surprised but then proudly said: "Little girl, not bad, you have some knowledge."
His gaze then swept over Ye Tian, chuckling lightly, thinking this young man was a fraud if a seventeen-year-old girl could recognize it.
"Young Master Jia is so skilled at such a young age, truly Mr. Jia’s grandchild, a real genius."
"Yes, my useless son is about the same age as Young Master Jia, but only knows about bars and beauties all day, driving me crazy."
"Looks like Huaxia’s Traditional Chinese Medicine community will produce another medical giant, remarkable!!"
Hearing the praises from the side, Jia Yi’s face grew even more arrogant, becoming more confident in his medical skills.
Jia Yi took out the last silver needle, inserted it into the acupoint at Wei Fan’s forehead, stood up, and shouted: "Xinglin Chunnuan, return my god, wake up!!"
Jia Yi really did cut the figure of a reclusive master, yet Wei Fan’s face twisted into a grimace, his entire body convulsing violently, with some white foam emerging at his mouth.
The near-recovered Wei Fan not only failed to improve but seemed even more severely injured, with breathing so weak it was almost negligible.
"What the hell!!"
"Damn it, you useless scum, what did you do?? If Mr. Wei Fan dies, you Huaxia people will pay with your lives, I’ll tear down your Tongren Hall!!"
Assistant Mary, seeing Wei Fan’s condition worsen, on the brink of death, grabbed Jia Yi and screamed.
"No...impossible, the Returning God Needle Technique can’t possibly fail?!"
Jia Yi staggered back a few steps, his face dramatically changing, seemingly unable to believe the scene before him.
Xiao Cao bit her lower lip, her face pale, her previous diagnosis was the same as Jia Yi’s, both attributing it to acclimation issues causing qi stagnation.
If even the Returning God Needle Technique couldn’t save Wei Fan, wouldn’t her skills being on par with Jia Yi’s also be insufficient to save him?
Must I watch a patient die before my eyes??
Doctors have a benevolent heart, always striving to save lives; she didn’t want to see this sorrowful outcome.
But now, was there really no one who could save him??
Tears fell from Xiao Cao’s eyes onto the ground as she covered her face and sobbed quietly.
Ye Tian patted the kind-hearted girl, reassuring her: "Don’t cry, brother will teach you true Traditional Chinese Medicine."
Xiao Cao lowered her hands, her tearful eyes gazing at Ye Tian’s back.
Could he really do it?
"Step aside, my time is precious!"
Ye Tian took a step forward, holding onto Wei Fan’s wrist.